You taught me everything I know... too bad it wasn't enough, neh?

Moving on, I guess.

Driving in silence.

It's the morning after that kills... Unwanted company, but the inability to say no. Not my best, but it works well enough.

Where the heavens meet the skies, and my heart meets yours, that is where I find my peace of mind...

It's short and to the point.

The world's loneliness answered

it is feeling nonexistent petty much...really short, few lines

Search within and you will only question your questions.

Self-Explainatory. :D

I seem to be rather fond of these poems involving stars

This is not about quittine smoking and pls no comments about the dangers of smoking,.

The urge struck me to do a nature poem, so I decided to write about Alaska, which I think is the prettiest place on earth.

Finally the glowing tip of the cigarette was pressed against the concrete wall, becoming nothing but smouldering ashes. The mark on the wall was black and it reminded me of an evil eye, or better yet, my soul.

A slave to Death

"I have told myself that this is where i will die, in a simple chair, in a simple room, where nothing can get me."

From behind the smoking gun, we find this.

The mind is divinely right, and forever imperfect- plagarism is sin.

if i could breathe...

Not sure where this came from. . .A glimpse into a young man and the outlook on what drives him everyday. . R&R please!

My heart is beating fast and now faster. I tell myself to pull the trigger, I wish to no longer linger. has death themes

'hope dangles on a string, like slow spinning redemption'

reflecting the turmoil above

wash all you want...

I have my own little Imaginary gun locked and loaded

its a really messed up poem!!

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Sometimes/Nostalgia grips me so tightly/I can't breathe/and the scent stings like the smell of eucalyptus

Midnight/ Means I am out/ Alone

How the hell do I explain this one?

About when a gun is pushed to someones face, and they die.